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Egomet
Legacy Name: Egomet

The Common Experiment #893
Owner: Paula

Age: 5 years, 11 months, 4 days

Born: May 20th, 2018

Adopted: 1 year, 11 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: May 3rd, 2022

This pet has been nominated for the Pet Spotlight!

Statistics

• Level: 92
   
• Strength: 227
   
• Defense: 227
   
• Speed: 227
   
• Health: 227
   
• HP: 226/227
   
• Intelligence: 121
   
• Books Read: 120
• Food Eaten: 142
• Job: The Thief

Before I tell you my story, you must understand that I had no other choice – I was desperate, it was the only way to go, the only chance I had of achieving what I longed for the most.

Yes, I did try other things at first. My parents were struggling so hard to pay for my studies that I simply had to pass, not because they forced me to, but because I felt that need, for their belief in me. I was never the top student in my class, I was plain average; I thought there was so much more to life than good grades, but then when I least expected it, I was a week away spot at the university. So did everybody else, getting in it was very competitive and a true challenge, for students like me at least.

I did try studying, but whenever I finished a chapter of one of the many books I had to study, more and more would appear out of nowhere. I tried praying, too, and my mother went to the church every single night to ask for her beloved son who studied so hard. Eh, I felt guilty, I was too overshadowed by all the topic I did not have a clue yet and the days only getting shorter.

I remembered the tales my grandfather used to tell me when I was a kid, trying to scare me into bed so I wouldn’t be crying and begging to watch TV all night. I remembered the story of the crossroads demon, because we lived by a crossroad and I was so scared about the fact that there might be a demon there, just waiting for someone to call. And people would call to them to make wishes, he told me, and the demon would grant whatever they wished. For a price, of course, and that price was their souls.

I rejected that thought for a couple more days, trying to make the content from all those books fit inside my head but there was absolutely no way, the time was too short, and the more I tried the more I felt the pressure (my own pressure on my very self) bringing me down.

Then I did it.

I did some research and took me quite a few hours to find a trustworthy site – eh, can you actually trust a site teaching you those things? But anyway, it said some herbs and a sacrifice of blood – I found a dead rat outside the library days before so I got that thing as the sacrifice, I mean, it should work fine. And some herbs from the kitchen I had absolutely no clue what they were, but mom used for cooking, that was probably it, some sick dinner for the demon. I sneaked out and went to the crossroad and waited a few minutes for midnight, did the drawings on the sand right where the roads meet, threw the reagents there and called for help. I was so nervous I closed my eyes, afraid to actually see the big red guy coming from the floor and those flames and horns and ... Well, I eventually opened my eyes and there was this ugly pony staring at me, no lie, it startled me a little. The horse was very lean but he had a pair of horns and red scales poking from the back. Not to mention instead of a tail full of hair, it was a snake poking its head to stare at me. I even thought it was some prank because not in a million years I’d expect that kind of beast and I regret summoning it dearly.

Oh, not because of anything scary, don’t worry. But because that beast is TOO CLINGY! He’ll follow me around everywhere I go. Worse, he’ll talk to me, I have to shut his mouth close many times during the day (and night). It won’t stop talking. It told me their name was Egomet, that he was the demon sent to help me, and I in fact passed my finals and got into university. But... at what cost?

The stupid pony is always by my side asking the most stupid questions about stupid things. It wants to know how everything works, it wants to try every single bit of food and I have to literally hide my food on the back of the car because that’s the only place it won’t stick his nose into. Egomet is chatty, eats all of my food and won’t leave me alone for a single moment. I’d honestly prefer they took my soul away but instead they gave me this pet? other demons probably wanted to get rid of it. But yeah... the reagents I used, I admit that weren’t the best. Perhaps that’s the demons way to get back at me?

Whatever it is, that’s my story. Don’t go summoning demons at your yard, kids, you never know if you’ll end up with a very spoiled pet. No, I’m not going crazy. I mean, yet. I believe one day Egomet has to go back to hell, I hope so with all my heart, because until then this lazy pony will be lying at the sofa, ordering burgers and binge watching soap operas. And not to mention that snake judging me. Eh... Did I mention he is too clingy?

Well, I have to go now. Egomet wants pasta for dinner and I have to go buy this important tomato sauce he saw on TV. Sigh.

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